Ragtime Cowboy Joe

Oh, how he sings Raggy music to the cattle as he swings Back and forward in the saddle on a horse (on a hoarse) That is syncopated gated By the funny meter To the roar of his repeater How he runs When they hear the fella's gun Because the western folks all know He's a highfaluting, rootin', tootin' Son of a gun from Arizona He's some cowboy Talk about your cowboy Ragtime cowboy Joe Look out, Sheriff! They're gettin' away! Alvin, stop shooting that gun Reach for the sky, you sidewinders! Alvin, will you put that gun down! Don't worry lady! I'll go get 'em! Alvin! Will you please put that thing down and get back here and sing!? Oh, how he sings Raggy music to his cattle As he swings Back and forth in his saddle On a horse, what a horse! That is syncopated gated By the funny meter To the roar of his repeater! How they run When they hear the fella's gun Because the western folks all know He's a highfalutin' Rootin', tootin'! Son of a gun from Arizona He's some cowboy Talk about your cowboy Ragtime Cowboy Joe! High-ho, Alvin!